Текст песни Gran Torino (feat. Hugh Coltman) - Kyle Eastwood

Realign all the stars
Above my head, warning signs travel far
I drink instead, on my own
Oh how I've known
The battlescars and worn out beds

Gentle now, a tender breeze blows
Whispers through a Gran Torino
Whistlin' another tired song
Engines hum and bitter dreams grow
Hard lucked in a Gran Torino
It beats a lonely rhythm all night long

These streets are old, they shine
With the things I've known
And breaks through the trees
They're sparkling, your world is nothing more
Than all the tiny things you've left behind

So tenderly, the story is nothing more
Than what you see, what you've done
Or will become
Standing strong, you belong in your skin
Just wondering

Gentle now a tender breeze blows
Whispers through a Gran Torino
Whistlin' another tired song
Engines hum, bitter dreams grow
Hard lucked in a Gran Torino
It beats a lonely rhythm all night long

May I be so bold and still need
Someone to hold, that shudders my skin
They're sparkling
Your world is nothing more
Than all the tiny things you've left behind

Gentle now a tender breeze blows
Whispers through a Gran Torino
Whistling another tired song, oh
Engines him and bitter dreams grow
Hard lucked in a Gran Torino
Beats a lonely rhythm all night long

It beats a lonely rhythm all night long
It beats a lonely rhythm all night long